Heil to the Unknown Aryan Warriors

[hoodedcobra666]

You, Warrior whose name was never known,
Whose Courage had raised a sword,
Whose Name was never heared,
Whose Surge was not observed,
Whose Last stand was a Great Unseen last Stand,
Whose name is not in History,
Whose body died in the War,
None knew your name, But Bael the God of Warriors,
Keeps you in His Memory,
Feel not Alone,
Feel not Abaddoned,
Feel not Unknown,

Feel not lonely,
Feel Recognized.

For your might has leaved a Mark
Your blood has Marked the Earth,
The Earth we're here to take back,
None knew your name,
But all shall know you, through us
Rise from your Grave,
Give no Name, Give only a Heil.
Give us only a mark in blood, on our Right hand
Then our Left hand,
On our Right, to project Death and Carry the Sword that you Carried, to feel your hate,
Upon our Left, To Carry the shield, with the Swastika Engraved in Blood,
In these time of Darkness We need you,
Your blood was not spilled for Nothing,
Your blood was not spilled in vain.

Your blood was the Blood of the Gods,
In this war that lasted since the dawn of Man,
You was of the Greatest, You was of the most Brave,
To protect what your Ancestors Upheld, to Protect Satan,
You gave your life and your everything,
So we bow in front of you, unknown Warrior,
If you did not cower, if you did not bend,
If you did not think of Death, If your Soul was beyond this,
We bow to the God in you,
Who made Himself Visible,
We bow in the Part of Satan you carry,
And showed in your own War,
Through your Greatest Sacrifice,
And even Greater Death.
Through your own, Personal War,
Death,
And your Personal Honor amongst the Gods.

HAIL SATAN!!!!!!!!!